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On and on we go againthere seems no point of viewover, under, upside down |
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I don't know what to dothere used to be a passiondon't know when it slipped away |
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I look around at everyoneit happens everyday |
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I need to get offthis spinnin' merry go round |
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I'm upside down |
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No sense in talkin' 'till the morning comes |
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I need to feel it once again |
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This fire is dyin' |
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I cant feel it burnin' inside anymore |
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This fire is dyin' |
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I cant feel the passion that we had before, anymorecontradiction, trepidation, different points of viewsitting in a place |
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I said I'd never go with yougiven half a chance |
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I guess I'd throw it all awaymy opinion doesn't matter when there's shades of grey |
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I need to know what you're lookin' for |
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No sense in talkin' 'till the morning comes |
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I need to feel it once again |
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This fire is dyin' |
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I cant feel it burnin' inside anymore |
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This fire is dyin' |
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I cant feel the passion that we had before, anymore(guitar solo) |
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I need the passion to live my lifelive my dreams the way |
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I likegive no reasons for what |
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I amI try to love you the best |
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I canThis fire is dyin' |
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I cant feel it burnin' inside anymore |
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This fire is dyin' |
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I cant feel the passion that we had before, anymore |
